The Sacred Cut is the second book I’ve read in David Hewson’s Detective series, and I must say I enjoyed it even more than the first. Hewson’s characters are finely drawn and consistent from book to book. He is a master at characterization. His “shorter than the usual cop”, Nic Costa, is a vegetarian, non-smoking, Roman policeman who lives alone on a farm out of the city on the Appian Way. Nic is a personality who sticks with you, as does his side-kick, Gianni Peroni.
The story is set in December in Rome, during a rare frigid snow storm. The descriptions of the Pantheon with snow swirling down through the hole at its apex, of fountains with their spurting water frozen in the mouths of dolphins, of airports closed and streets empty of traffic are vivid. And into this setting, Hewson places a young Kurdish girl, (a child who lives through pick-pocketing), an obnoxious CIA agent, a rogue mercenary soldier gone a little mad, and an assortment of other interesting characters. There are a series of grisly murders to solve, and the usual Italian problems with corrupt officials along the way.
The Sacred Cut is a book that keeps one reading. It is easy to draw comparisons with Donna Leon’s masterful Venetian detective series, but I must say that Hewson’s writing is quite different from Leon’s. While Nic Costa’s Rome is as finely drawn as Brunetti’s Venice, Hewson’s stories, gleaned from the two I’ve read, are darker and the resolutions are perhaps a little more satisfactory.
I highly recommend The Sacred Cut to all lovers of a good detective story and to all armchair travelers who love Rome.